As days move on I stay behind, looking for what no one finds,
I sleep and wake but do not move, I’m trapped within this timeless groove,
We live we die we move away, we eat we drink we’ll die some day,
So why should we come close at all, when in the end I know we’ll fall.
A shadow now I have become, and this is noticed not by one,
Haunted by a past in peace, the pain I’ve done will never cease,
The signs they say that things have changed, but my life yet rearranged,
Tells me that my end is near, and that this day I should die here.
Headstrong I try to prove, that in the end I will not move,
An inch from death I’ll make a stand, to step away from other hands,
That come to help this broken heart, but I was left to fall apart,
So from this night I will not wake, for due to time this body shakes.
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